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Chapter 3
Lauren and Dyson waited, hidden that the last vehicle has left the area of the accident. Now, they had to find shelter for the night.
Lauren was exhausted and hungry. Her feet seemed to obey her only survival instinct. They walked in silence. Dyson was lost in his thoughts. Who was this woman? She knew him but how? And where were they? Who were these people they were running away? And what happened to him? The pain he now felt at his head tore him a wince that did not escape the doctor.
«Dyson, are you okay?»
«My head ... make me suffer horribly!»
«You have a concussion. Once we found a place to stop I will examine your wounds.»
«And who will examine you? You did not look in great shape either», noticed the wolf.
His animosity and his fear towards human had dissipated. After all, they were both in the same boat. And for some reason that escaped him yet he trusted her.
They did not know how long they were walking at night, or how far they had traveled, when it drew the moonlight: a barn. The two companions looked at each other and exchanged a smile of victory. They were finally able to rest.
When they entered the place, Lauren literally collapsed in the hay. Fatigue, hunger, cold, fear and fleeing had finally got the better of her.
«And if I go hunting, just to satisfy your hungry and mine?»
«I conclude that you did not intend to kill me and eat me?» whispered Lauren in a sleepy voice.
«Do not worry about that, you're not rotund enough to fill the meal of a hungry wolf,» joked he.
«It's good to know,» replied she with a smile.
«How's your head?»
«Better. The pain seems to have declined»
«Perfect. It means that the hematoma begins to decline.»
«Well I'm going. Rest you waiting for my return.»
Was he go really back? wondered she. After all he did not know anything about her. Lost in thought sleep quickly came to fetch her.
Suddenly she felt shaken. First weakly and then strongly. She opened her sleepy eyes. Where was she? It took her a few seconds to remember her journey.
«I have slept for a long time»
«I would say about 2 hours. You need to eat. Tomorrow will be another long day.»
Lauren knew it and she wondered how they would cope. Should she bring back Dyson to complex of Light Fae? Should she drive him in her flight? She had no right to make decisions without consulting him. She was about to speak, when Dyson spoke.
«By the way, who is Bo?»
«You're reminded you of something?» asked Lauren.
«No ... but you did not stop to pronounce this name while you were sleeping.»
Lauren blushed and hoped that Dyson did not have noticed it. Which answer to give at this question? She did not know anymore who Bo was for her or what she was for Bo. The only thing that she was sure, it was she missed her terribly. Each of her bones, her organs were been affected by this cruel absence. She still wondered how she was able to breathe without her at her side. She felt the tears come and drove them quickly.
«Bo is a succubus ... and also a friend. You are also her friend. You are very near.»
«Really, he replied in a smiling voice. I think you're much closer to her than I am, for she haunts your most carnal dreams.» launched Dyson with a smile that spoke volumes.
Now she was red crayfish. But what had she said or done in her sleep?
«I'm starving,» finally said Lauren, which gave her the perfect escape from a conversation she did not want to have.
«I brought a hare and I prepared it while you were revealing your innermost secrets,» amused Dyson. Lauren rolled her eyes of annoyance and embarrassment.
«It looks good. Anyway I'm so hungry I could eat almost anything.»
Just their meal finished, the pair slept like logs on their shakedown.
Dyson awoke. He had heard noise. What time could it be? Outside it was daylight and the sun had risen. Lauren was still curled up on herself and slept heavily.
The wolf stood up to inspect the area. Out of the barn he was greeted by a flock of sheep and their owner.
«Hey, young man! Can I know what you do on my private propriety?»
A man of a certain age stared Dyson. He did not seem really bad, but only surprised to find someone in this part of the countryside.
«Uh ... I'm really sorry sir, we did not want to bother you. We just needed a shelter for the night.»
«We? Who we? How many are you in there,» replied the farmer while rushing inside the barn.
His dramatic entrance had the effect of waking totally Lauren. She stared quizzically Dyson.
«Lauren, here is the owner of the barn.»
«Oh!»
«You can say ... Oh ... Lord… but what are you doing here? It's your honeymoon and the hotel was too expensive?».
At this mere thought Dyson displayed a smile from one ear to the other. He and Lauren. A Fae with a human. It was really ridiculous.
«Can I know what makes you laugh?»
«Uh ... sorry ... nothing.» Dyson looked like a little boy doing scolded by his father, and Lauren was amused about the situation.
«Okay lovers ... I guess you do not have much to eat this morning. I'll take you to the farm for a coffee, or even a shower,» said he peering up and down Dyson.
«Thank you sir, but we do not want to disturb you any longer»
«Listen young girl you have slept at my home without uninvited so I think I have the right to offer you a coffee and to have some explanations.» emphasized the shepherd. The tone does not lend itself to discussion.
At the farm, Dyson and Lauren were happy to have a shower and a good meal. They were made past for a married couple who were traveling to Montreal and had suffered an attack by pirates of the road. They had stolen the car, wallets, and suitcases. They had nothing anymore.
«Like that you're going to Montreal. It's a beautiful city. I only went once in fifty years, sighed the host. How will you get there now?»
«We thought to hitchhike.» interjected Lauren.
«Hitchhike! mocked the shepherd. You may have to wait long before a car comes around the corner. Tell me the athlete, except for used your muscles do you know use some tools?»
«A little. It all depends on what you mean ...»
«I have an old Ford pickup behind the house. He does not want to start. If you're able to fix it I'll let.» The shepherd looked at his two visitors amused by the expression on their faces.
«Really, you would do that?» enquired Lauren who could not believe it.
«Of course. Provided you can get it started.»
«I will immediately.» Dyson left the farm to see at the current state of the vehicle. Arriving at the machine, he has disenchanted. It was a ruin. «It'll take me some hours to put this clunker roadworthy.» said he.
While Dyson played mechanic, Lauren had found something to do. When one says that there is always something to do on a farm it is not a lie.
Reached the end of their working day, the couple was exhausted. Dyson had succeeded in repairing the old truck and Lauren had spent the day in the barn and the chicken coop. She also concocted a real treat from the farm-grown ingredients.
Their host offered them a room for the night so they get a little force. The two have quickly fallen into the arms of Morpheus.
They got up early to hit the road in the morning, towards Montreal. After thanking the shepherd, Dyson started the truck. They had a five hour drive before arriving at destination. The wolf asked the question that bothering since yesterday.
«Why go to Montreal?»
The time had come for explanations from Lauren. She had to tell him about the last weeks that had passed.
Once the story is completed, she observed the reaction of Dyson. Nothing. He stared at the road, as if he is trying to force his memory to remember that not so distant past.
«Thanks for everything Lauren»
«For what?»
«Saving my life risking yours.» said the wolf in a light and soft voice.
«I have done my duty Dyson.»
«You did more than that and I'll be eternally grateful.»
An awkward silence settled. Lauren did not used to receive compliments or thanks for her work. After all she was a slave to the orders of Ash. She looked at the man who stood at her side. He certainly would not stop to amaze. She had always seen him as a rival in her relationship with Bo, it was now a fellow helping and a companion travel.
«Listen Dyson you should go to Toronto where are yours. They will be able to help you with your memory loss. If you follow me all that you are going to win this are a lot of troubles. Remind you, I am a fugitive search for the two clans.»
Dyson looked Lauren out of the corner of his eye, with a smile out of the corner of his mouth.
«I do not see why are you smiling?»
«Because you make me smile. If Faes took you as a doctor, you a simple human, it is because your knowledge goes far beyond their own. So how can I find my memory if I do not have the best doctor in the world to help me.»
Lauren stared at the wolf. He looked relaxed and amused by the situation unlike her. After all… why not. He knew her situation and was willing to take risks. And having a wolf at her side when like her you are wanted is reassuring. She turned to Dyson and smiled back at him.
The rest of the trip served to plan their arrival in Montreal.
Lauren had kept in touch with some of their anti-government group now dismantled. She hoped they would help them to install, have new papers and a job. They had decided to maintain the status of marital couple that the shepherd has given them. In this way they thought spend more unnoticed. They decided to keep their respective first name and Lauren opted for Dennis as last name. It was definitely very difficult to make a clean sweep of her past with the succubus. Would she ever succeed?